A little bit of care from me can reignite his passion; if I get close to other men, he becomes flustered and afraid.
I used to treat him the same way.
Time and again I had expectations, time and again I was disappointed. He gave me a little sweetness, and I was able to fall into it. In the end I suffered a great loss and repeated the same mistakes as in my previous life.
I resent him, but I hate myself even more.
Now, I just want to avoid this huge pitfall, stop expecting anything from him, and stop getting hurt.
I will never allow myself to fall into the same trap a third time!
Taking a deep breath, I spoke rationally: "Fu Yanshen, my concern for you is also out of consideration for our past relationship, and last time, you didn't ask me for the 50 million yuan termination fee."
"It's your business if you're jealous. What happens between me and Song Sinan is my own business."
The man behind me, after hearing what I said, remained silent for a long time.
After a long while, he began to breathe again and gradually released me.
"Take care of yourself," I said, my back to him.
Regardless, I still hope he can stay healthy. At this moment, I don't want to ask any more questions about why he needed a heart transplant.
It's definitely not because of me, otherwise he would have told me already.
“…I will.” He said hesitantly.
...
After the clothes dried, I put them on regardless of whether they were flat or needed ironing. When I came out of the bathroom, Fu Yanshen had also changed into casual clothes.
"I'll take you back," he said earnestly.
He seems to be in good spirits.
"No need," I calmly declined.
"Your dark circles look really bad, haven't you been resting well? It's so late, you're prone to driving while fatigued, let me take you." His gaze was fixed on my eyes, his brow slightly furrowed.
He seemed very worried.
I haven't been sleeping well these past few days, and I'm very tired now. I'm definitely prone to driving while fatigued, so I hesitated before agreeing to his request.
...
Outside the villa, Fu Yanshen pressed the car lock, and the headlights of my red Jeep Wrangler flashed. Fu Yanshen turned to look at me and said, "You've switched to a Wrangler."
I smirked, tossed my long hair, and declared confidently, "Next, a G-Class!"
After getting in the car, Fu Yanshen fastened his seatbelt, looked at me, and said, "You've already done a great job."
A faint smile played on his lips.
He's a billionaire, praising me, a small workshop owner, for being amazing? Before, he always looked down on me for being ignorant and incompetent.
I leaned back in the reclined seat. "Mr. Fu, you flatter me!"
“I’m telling the truth. I used to worry about you. You were deliberately spoiled… I never expected you to become independent.”
The man's magnetic, gentle words flowed into my heart like a warm current.
In the past, I always wanted his approval...
I didn't reply to him. I closed my eyes, and gradually, drowsiness crept over me. I sat in the car he was driving and fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.
A long sleep made up for the lack of sleep in the previous nights. When I woke up, I found myself still lying in the car, covered with Fu Yanshen's casual jacket.
He was lying on his back in the driver's seat, fast asleep.
As dawn broke, the bright red sun rose steadily.
The car was left running all night, parked downstairs in my apartment building, with the air conditioning set to a moderate temperature.
We ended up sleeping in the car all night.
Just as he sat up straight, Fu Yanshen woke up.
Why didn't you wake me up last night?
His eyes flickered, and he hesitated before speaking, "You slept very soundly last night, I was afraid of waking you up."
Is that so?
"The oil burned all night..." I muttered.
I'm no longer the extravagant spender I used to be. I'm now very frugal, especially after becoming a boss. The company prints A4 paper on both sides to save money and eliminate waste.
Fu Yanshen frowned and glared at me, "I'll refill it for you later."
Is that enough?
I could tell that he omitted those three words at the end.
He actually filled my gas tank, brought me breakfast, ate with me, and then left.
...
After that day, we were both very busy and had no opportunity or need to meet.
My company is gradually getting on the right track and business is booming.
In the aftermath of the crisis, Fu Yanshen had to personally handle many follow-up tasks for companies in various locations to stabilize morale.
I only came across news about him while browsing the web.
...
I met Mrs. Ouyang again at a charity event at a Hope Primary School in a remote mountainous area. She was the initiator of the event, and I was representing the company while accompanying Shen Hanxing to perform for the benefit.
Shen Hanxing has a strong appeal. When she goes out to do charity promotions, her fans donate to these Hope Primary Schools in mountainous areas through her foundation.
To everyone's dismay, Shi Jin also arrived.
She acted like a pure white lotus flower in front of Madam Ouyang, singing and dancing with the elementary school students and giving them lessons.
Like all the volunteers, Mrs. Ouyang wore an autumn sweatshirt, with no makeup, and was elegant, simple, and approachable, without any of the airs of a wealthy lady from the world of fame and fortune.
On the third day of the activity, we went to the mountains to sketch with the children.
Shen Hanxing's family was wealthy when she was young, and her parents intentionally cultivated her talent. She was also very talented, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and the children all liked to draw with her.
At lunchtime, volunteers from the foot of the mountain delivered boxed lunches, but Shi Jin and Madam Ouyang were nowhere to be seen.
A second-grade student told me that he saw Mrs. Ouyang carrying a camera to take pictures on the mountaintop.
She is a designer who enjoys photography and exploring natural mountain scenery, especially those that are untouched by human development, which she finds captivating.
I, who was in charge of providing meals, called her twice, but both times the call went unanswered due to weak signal in the mountains.
"ah--"
As I walked, I thought I heard a scream.
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